Attempts to write - the story “awakened magic”.

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(C) Selev Valery aka Qazic/Cobra Software
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               I

   Five teenagers approached the old
mansion located in the center of the State
National Museum.  This kind of memory
a journal in which for subsequent generations
During this period, samples of buildings from previous
previous centuries, was empty even during the day, not to mention
on this quiet summer night in 2438. Valid
Naturally, who might be interested in the ancients
at home? Still, the buildings were maintained in
row, and once a month, or even less often, robots
were limited to a superficial inspection of the building
ny, tinting somewhere if necessary.

 II

   Mike and his friends loved the Museum. Where, how
not among old buildings it was possible to spend
free time, wandering aimlessly and
melting about this and that. Sometimes in houses, especially
in the basements, they found all sorts of trinkets,
and, most importantly, books. Naturally, books are painful
were not used anymore - direct
supplying information to the brain. Perhaps just
because books were rare, they were interesting
they cut the guys off.
   For example, a week ago in the basement
one offriends discovered old houses
cache. What caught John's attention was that
part of the wall was cracked. Grabbing
cobblestone, he threw it with all his might at
wall and thereby punched a hole. In the niche there was
two books and a small box. Guys right away
put the items in a bag and rushed to
mine to Peter.
   Of course, the box attracted everyone's attention.
mania in the first place, and therefore, having flown
into the room, the children began to work on it. Attempts
opening the drawer were unsuccessful, so
that, willy-nilly, I had to pay attention
attention to books. They were sewn to last,
had an impressive leather binding.Countries
What was important was that the edges of the binding of one book
the gi were tightly welded in a chain, so that
it was impossible to open the book,
therefore it was postponed for the time being.
   There was nothing on the bindings of either book.
inscriptions, no drawings, which was by itself
no wonder. Mike opened the book and saw
the title and read it out loud: "Magic."
It goes without saying that a completely civilized person
to a man of the 25th century this name means nothing
stole, so Mike flipped through the book, gasped
burst it and plopped down on the sofa:
- Well, what are we going to do about it?
- Come on, give it here - Jane asked.
 Mike silently handed her the box.
- No, not this box, but give me the book.
 Soon Jane and several other guys
We looked at this manual on magic. Suddenly
John let out an exclamation - he had found something:
- Here, look, - he pointed to some
something illustration. The page showed
exactly the same case as was found
den with books. Under the picture were
some words are written...

III
 [Five days later]

   ... All this time the books and the box were found
hung out with Peter. When the box was opened,
having uttered strange words, they found in her
a jar of red paint, a candle and an amulet.
- So what if the box opened after
uttering this gibberish. Who knows
since when did they know how to make locks with a voice
password, - ambitious Ann argued with May-
com - after all, we tried again later - no
whom it was not even possible to move the
metathe power of the mind. Magic... Spells...
- Ann said contemptuously.
 Everyone was silent.
Suddenly Jane screamed: "Look, this-
the bud from the second book has disappeared!
Indeed, the chain seemed to evaporate, and
only two iron plates with some kind of
in the summer they were reminded of her.
   Having opened the book on the first page
Nice, Jane got on the headline "Destroy-
body Spells" and read it out loud.
- Well, let's try, - curling his lips, he said-
la Ann. She stood in a spectacular pose, and
in a dejected voice she uttered some kind of spell
knowledge. Nothing happened, Ann burst out laughing -
smiled, threw the book on the sofa and smiled
looked at the others.
   Here a timid voice came from Peter, who
all this time objects from
cache:
- I... I read here... well, in general... in that
the first book... what... is... needed in some
someone special place the spell is pronounced
power. I think... we can try... well,in
generally, in that house with the cache.
 An argument broke out. One part claimed
that nothing will work out, the other - that everything is fine
radiates, but, in general, no one was against it
such an adventure.
- And also, - said Peter, who for a while
the spore went to the window, - this needs to be done
at night.
 Everyone unanimously advised him to contact
to a psychiatrist.
- What, are you afraid? - Peter said ominously, -
- Well, okay, since you are such cowards, I'll go
yourself!
 Everyone became quiet. After a couple of minutes, John said
hall:
- It seems that I know a way out of the situation. Mine
the ancestors are leaving for some
cherinka - they won’t be home until the morning.
It will be possible under the pretext that you are with me
at home, stay and go to the Museum.
- Hands down. - said Mike, - Let's meet
the day after tomorrow at John's.

               IV

   Friends entered the house and went down to the basement
and looked around: nothing had changed since then
since they were last here.
- Move to the wall and don’t disturb me, -
- Peter said in a strange-sounding voice,
knelt down and began to draw penta-
gram. The others were very surprised by this
Peter's guidance, but they considered it not more
more than boasting. Gradually standing
near the wall they became animated, began to joke, looked at
howling at Peter. Finally, Peter lit the candle
in the center of the pentagram, stood up, took control
I picked up a book and started reading a spell...
   The sneer of contempt disappeared from Anne's face,
when the lines of the pentagram began to flicker and
an expression of genuine horror appeared and
on the others' faces when the whole pentagram
was engulfed in flames...
   A demon emerged from the flames, smiling
afraid of a terrible smile, revealing small
three teeth.
- Who called me? - voice of the software demon
wanted to go to the basement.
- I, - Peter said in a voice not his own, - I,
magician of the first rank. About four hundred years
back I left a trap cache here, and so-
how I took possession of the body of this lover
an experienced sucker, who, however, could become
a good magician... Okay, I'll bring you
sacrifice this city, - the demon's eyes lit up
fell with unkind fire, - and these, - the magician in those
le Peter nodded his head towards the guys,
- leave these alive.
- Okay! - the demon shouted and disappeared into
air...

   ... In the morning news release the official
It was reported that the explosion of a large mega-
policy occurred due to failure
life support systems...



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